After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband
Chapter 26 High Expectations

Chapter 26: Chapter 26 High Expectations

The carriage stopped at the gate of Duke Zhen Mansion, and Xie Jingchen came out first.

With a black eye, people were already gossiping as he left the Drunken Moon Pavilion; he couldn’t bring himself to ride back while being stared at.

The servant of the Duke Mansion saw his black eye and stood there, stunned.

"Young Master, your eye..."

"Hit the door," Xie Jingchen said coldly.

"How is that possible?" blurted out the servant.

"You know it’s impossible and you still ask?!"

Xie Jingchen was angry.

The servant shivered, quickly shrinking his neck and stepping aside.

No need to say it, the young master must have been beaten up.

Behind him, Su Jin’s shoulders shook with laughter.

Xie Jingchen, full of anger, stepped into the Duke Mansion, where the steward came up and said, "Young Master and Eldest Young Madam are back."

Xie Jingchen glanced at the steward and saw what was placed against the wall behind him.

His brows immediately furrowed, feeling exhausted.

The steward turned back and said, "These were sent by the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion."

Su Jin couldn’t help but laugh as well.

Her father really had someone send over the eighteen types of weapons.

Swords, spears, sabers, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, hammers, and more...

She went over and tried to pick one up, using all her strength just to barely lift a hammer, then quickly put it down.

The steward laughed, "These eighteen types of weapons were a gift from Marquis Dongxiang to the Young Master."

"To me?" Xie Jingchen frowned.

He cast a sidelong glance at Su Jin.

Your father sure knows how to find excuses to send you things.

Su Jin smiled.

My father is just that clever, what can you do?

Xie Jingchen held in a breath of frustration, his eye aching even more.

Xingxing added, "So it was for the Young Master? I thought the Marquis sent it to the wrong person."

Sent to the wrong person...?

"The eighteen types of weapons I wanted aren’t these?" Su Jin asked.

Xingxing blinked and said, "Of course not these, with the little strength you have, you can’t even pick them up, let alone use them to hit someone."

Noticing a big box beside the weapons, Xingxing went over and opened it—

Then Su Jin was almost blinded by the dazzling golden light.

The box was filled with nothing but gold.

A whole box full of gold.

With a gold ingot in hand, Xingxing exclaimed joyfully, "I told you, Qingyun Mountain isn’t short of money, those people brought money into the Capital."

This box was for Su Jin; no one had opened it before. Seeing a whole box of gold, the steward was also stunned.

A thought flashed through his mind.

He said, "Today, a convoy of carriages entered the Capital in great numbers, at the city gate, a carriage overturned, two boxes fell out, filled with gold..."

Su Jin held her forehead.

No need to say it, it must have been her father’s doing.

Wherever the face was lost, that’s where it was regained.

Lost face from credit, only flaunting wealth can get it back.

Xingxing rummaged in the box for a long time and only saw gold, nothing else.

"Is there only one box?" Xingxing asked.

The steward replied, "There’s also a bundle."

Afraid it would be taken away if left at the door, they took it in; the steward had someone fetch it.

Xingxing opened the bundle and took out a brocade box, presenting it to Su Jin like a treasure, and said, "This is what the lady wanted, the eighteen types of weapons."

Inside the brocade box, the eighteen weapons were delicate, inlaid with pearls and gems, crafted into jewelry forms, like hairpins, earrings, bracelets...

Xingxing said, "The Madam doesn’t like the lady wielding weapons, but the lady insisted, so she thought of this clever method; these were all designed by the Madam, with the Marquis having craftsmen brought up the mountain to craft for the lady. The lady calls them the eighteen small weapons, those bulky items are the eighteen large weapons."

"When the lady said she wanted to take a hammer out today, I brought you this," Xingxing picked up a pair of hammer-shaped earrings, dangling them.

Su Jin, "...".

Xie Jingchen, "...".

Is this even possible?

Su Jin took the earrings. To be honest, they were quite pretty.

If she had known the eighteen types of weapons were these, she wouldn’t have shamelessly changed her request.

These were all out of Marquis Dongxiang and Madam’s love for Su Jin.

Su Jin’s nose turned a bit sore.

The steward looked at Xie Jingchen and asked, "Young Master, what should we do with these weapons...?"

Xie Jingchen’s body wasn’t suited for martial arts; he wouldn’t use the weapons, even if he could.

Xie Jingchen was inclined to dump them in the warehouse.

Su Jin looked over.

"Move them to the Agarwood Pavilion," he said.

So the steward had people move the weapons away.

Su Jin walked ahead, glancing sidelong at Xie Jingchen, "Looks like my father has high hopes for you."

High hopes...

It’s just like saying someone has potential.

Xie Jingchen wasn’t happy to hear it at all.

Don’t even think about dragging him onto a bandit’s path.

Xingxing laughed with glee, and Su Jin asked, "What’s so funny?"

Feeling a bit regretful after asking.

Xingxing said, "It’s you who has high hopes for the Young Master, what does it have to do with the Marquis?"

Su Jin, "...???"

Looking puzzled.

Xingxing leaned closer and whispered, "Miss, have you forgotten that when you wanted to seize the Young Master, I advised you that he probably didn’t know martial arts, much less all eighteen types of weapons, and urged you not to act rashly? You said he could learn—being this handsome, lacking a few skills was acceptable."

Su Jin, "..."

Being good-looking is indeed an advantage, the criteria for choosing a partner have just been relaxed.

Xie Jingchen’s face was so dark it was almost glowing.

Feeling a chill from beside her, Su Jin kept her gaze steady and her steps composed.

Just as she stepped into the Agarwood Pavilion, several servants approached and, as they passed, reported, "Young Master, Eldest Young Madam, the work in the backyard is completed."

So soon?

Su Jin was a bit surprised.

Arriving at the backyard, her surprise turned to shock.

A bamboo house had been erected in the backyard, looking identical from a distance but set a bit far apart.

Su Jin glanced sideways at Xie Jingchen.

Not wanting to use the usual bamboo house she had taken over, so it was reasonable to build one for her.

But did it really have to be set so far apart?

She couldn’t help but feel it was a sign of disdain for her.

Remember, your life is still in my hands.

Xie Jingchen looked at the Hidden Guard.

The Hidden Guard explained, "When the bamboo house was being built in the backyard, it disturbed Princess Nanzhang who personally came to inquire. When she knew that Eldest Young Madam liked the bamboo house and wanted one, Young Master decided to build one next to it for her, but he was a bit offended and had the servants move it further away so as not to disturb the Young Master’s rest."

For Xie Jingchen’s sake, the Hidden Guard didn’t object.

Eldest Young Madam and the maid being too close would indeed disturb the Young Master’s studies.

Su Jin noticed signs of digging beside the bamboo house, corroborating his statement.

As long as it wasn’t intentional, having it set a bit further wasn’t bad, just hoping that after adding a pharmacy to the backyard, outsiders like Princess Nanzhang couldn’t enter at will.

Su Jin walked up to the bamboo house, extremely satisfied with it.

Xie Jingchen, however, with a black face, pointed at a stone and asked, "Who had this stone engraved?"

"Princess Nanzhang did."

Su Jin turned to look.

On the stone were prominently three big characters.

Feihu Village.

Su Jin, "..."

Princess Nanzhang’s intention was likely to insult her and Xie Jincen.

But Su Jin’s first reaction was—

Well then.

The Qingyun Mountain Feihu Village branch has now opened at the Duke Zhen Mansion...

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